Early in the morning.
Emily was finding it hard to get out of bed, her fight with Daisy was really getting to her, I mean yes Daisy was being unreasonable.. but asking her to leave her house was just not she should have said, she was just very angry when Daisy mentioned the prom sex, but like they had sex, nothing really happened then, or maybe she wanted to believe that nothing happened, that night she was drunk, so she can't tell if something happened although her sex with Martin did mean that that was her first, but she couldn't help but think that Damien did something to her body.
She was drunk and needed somewhere to cool off, so she decided to go rest in one of the hotel room, when she woke up she was in Damien's arms in bed and to make matters worse, Daisy had just happened to come in to check on her. She couldn't ask Damien because his girlfriend heard about us and broke up with him, which made him devastated.
Until yesterday she had thought that Daisy had forgiving her, but turns out she never forgot the incident.
Just take a look at her life, in just two days her once perfectly manageable life was not unbearable for her, to the extent that she couldn't help herself from crying, no job, no friends, just nobody, she would have called her mom but she was tired of hearing her say that she was not as good or capable as her.
She just stayed in bed although the day, she din't even bother to take a shower, and filled her hungry stomach with junk food, her life was a mess, she was a mess.
And then it came, the door bell.
Wonder who rememberd that I was alive!
Coming!